"That is one possibility. Another is that perhaps this might not be the best environment for them." He pauses, glancing down at Tiberius who, by now, had fallen asleep on Spock's legs. He sighs with resignation. "I have not entirely come to a decision yet, but logically... It's the right choice."
"Pssh. Fuck logic." Says the emotional demon. "If I were gonna be logical about this I'dve never brought 'em onboard to get attached in the first place."
Spock decides not to question that first statement further. He's really better off not knowing.
"I recall that." he replies to the second. As he's sufficiently pinned to his seat, he'll lean back and steeple his fingers in a meditative pose. "They were on my mind the second I awoke. I had concerns. Such as, what might've happened if I'd disappeared from the ship, and you hadn't been there to care for them."
Says the demon-turned-human who resorted to throwing things. He won't point that out; he didn't need to. Besides, he was still caught up on this stranger.
"Could you describe this individual? What he looked like, or what he wore?"
That's a curious mental image. He did ask, though. He reaches down and pets Tiberius. The other rats had divided loyalties: some went to BJ to find a spot to rest, others to Spock. It was all rather adorable.
"Next suitable port, then. If they wish to depart." It was a tentatively finalized decision.
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Still, he picks up the little buggers tenderly to pet them on their fuzzy heads.
"Anyway, we can't bring them home. I found them in a sewer."
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"I recall that." he replies to the second. As he's sufficiently pinned to his seat, he'll lean back and steeple his fingers in a meditative pose. "They were on my mind the second I awoke. I had concerns. Such as, what might've happened if I'd disappeared from the ship, and you hadn't been there to care for them."
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"Like that kid who I threw the cage at. And then chased in here. And then threw a prop snake at."
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"Probably. I'm bad with names. Anyway, if he didn't get the ratties, somebody else would've. Humans are weirdly particular about pets."
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"Could you describe this individual? What he looked like, or what he wore?"
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Sorry, Spock.
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"...Right. Of course." Instead of pointing out the obvious unhelpfulness, he instead asks, "Have you bounced many quarters off of people?"
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"Next suitable port, then. If they wish to depart." It was a tentatively finalized decision.
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